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✢ “If RED is such a happy hue, then people we MUST ENRICH.”

✢“For RED is the colour of love most true, and my darling LITTLE WITCH.”

#† CRIMSON CORRUPTION #† DIVINE RAMBLINGS (ic)#messing with speech patterns

“She does indeed trust me, but I doubt she would, hearing of our meeting, even I can not tell when god is watching, as use to it as I am.” Sol looked towards the sky a moment. The thick layer of cloud made her feel like she was somewhere completely different from her planet. The disconnection almost made her worry, but she was still allowed, the idea of how the devil must feel fazed over her a moment before she flapped he wings and lifted herself out of a particular patch of mud.

“Lets try to avoid that outcome Elux.. As best we can, for any war would make this land seem more desolate then it already is…” The angel set herself back onto the ground ahead of the devil, in less sticky mud.

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⸸“It’s an outcome I’d wish to prevent as much as you do, however I am a Devil. If my demons become so dissatisfied with the state of affairs as to stage an attack on God, I’m neither in a position to disagree or attempt to stop them. They’d expect me to lead, and some days my judgement on the issue wavers.”

It was an uncomfortable thought, to think about a war settling across this world, or that Elux and their demon’s could be the instigators. However, running out of options for survival lead to terrible actions in an attempt to change things. Depending on how those actions were handled, escalation could happen very quickly.

⸸“I don’t see our state of uneasy peace ending particularly soon, but with the way things are there is undoubtedly violence on the horizon. If you are unable to convince Reficul, or someone to take action, I’m obligated to take things into my own hands for the good of my demons.”

⸸“We all know a formal meet between Reficul and I would be....uncomfortable.”

#cossetangel #† SOLAR SERAPH (sol)#† DEVILISH DEEDS

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But sometimes your light attracts moths and your warmth attracts parasites. Protect your space and energy.

Warsan Shire (via quotethat)

#† MUSINGS

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#† AESTHETIC

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“Terrified of the void, we dismantled our sun and took it with us. A glowing river of star blood traced our spiral path through the galaxy.” -QuietPineTrees

#† MUSINGS

i do actually have some icons for elux in various stages of red corruption

#† MORTAL RAMBLINGS (ooc)#† CRIMSON CORRUPTION #im still toying with the the idea of a rhyming speech pattern but it may take practise

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Shakespeare Gothic

You were born on a ship at sea. No one survived the wreck but you. Or so you’ve been told.

Your father has been dead for months, and your mother has remarried. He still comes to dinner every night and sits in his usual chair. Nobody can see him but you.

Your last lover disappeared. They told you she died, but they never let you see the body. The statue in the churchyard looks just like her.

Your pale white hands are stained with red. You wash them and wash them and wash them, but they will never be clean.

You find an infant abandoned on the beach. Your country does not have a coastline. You do not know where this ocean or this infant came from, and you do not ask.

The owls and ravens shriek wordlessly in the night, but you ignore their warnings. They are always shrieking about something.

You visit a faraway city where you have never been before. Everyone there knows your name.

You wake up alone in the woods. You have no memory of how you got there. You hear fey fairy laughter and someone singing in the darkness. You feel woozy, as if you’ve been drugged.

A girl you loved once tries to return your letters, even though you never wrote her any. Clearly she belongs in a convent. You burst into her bedroom half-dressed to tell her so.

You are invited to a ball and you go, despite the strange feeling that Death will find you if you do. You wear a mask. Death is not fooled.

Your young cousins went to visit their uncle last month. He says they never arrived, but you saw them playing in the garden. Nobody else has seen them since.

It is time for you to be married, but first your suitors must answer a riddle. If they guess wrongly, they die. Your love cannot save them.

There is a storm on the heath. You do not know what a heath is, and you do not care. You are mad. You are naked. You are dancing in the rain. The storm never ends.

#† AESTHETIC

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#† AESTHETIC #gif warning

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“You.. are right.” Sol agreed, knowing the devils words held too much truth, even she was speaking like it was not part of her world. This surface she was standing on, she lived above it but not in another world where this place shouldn’t matter. The reality of that was slowly washing over her as the devil sighed.

“He still does. I’m sure others would care as well, for both the flora and fauna.” mainly smaller creatures, and creatures who never swam where dying first, then many would die for territory and hunting.

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⸸“Then I’m certain you’ll be able to appeal to him, and our siblings. The fact of the matter is, as much as I’ve grown and adapted since I left you, my power only reaches so far. I cannot change God’s will, but you are still her advisers. She listens to those she trusts.”

A common theme of purposeful ignorance had sprung up since the all encompassing cloud layer descended upon the earth after Elux’s fall from grace. Reficul knew they thrived off of her attention, had lived solely for the deity, so cutting off Heaven and Earth and wilfully ignoring the Devil, it was a horrendous punishment. Their Hell.

Things were only made worse as the world began to flood. Spring was the worst, but some days he felt like Atlas holding up the sky, trying to stop Heaven’s wrath from obliterating all life on the surface.

⸸“Without your help, there will only be two outcomes from this. The surface will mostly die, leaving nothing but nigh frozen swamp life; or my demons will be forced to rapidly urbanize as much land as we can for survival. From there, I cannot say all out W A R would be easily preventable.”

#cossetangel #† DEVILISH DEEDS #† SOLAR SERAPH (sol)

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Famous first lines of poetry pt. 1 // Bold the ones that apply to your muse.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked // Tyger Tyger, burning bright // I have done it again. // Do not go gentle into that good night. // The sea is calm to-night. // Let us go then, you and I, // April is the cruelest month, // Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. // There is a place where the sidewalk ends // I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) // Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, // Whose woods these are I think I know // Let us twain walk aside from the rest; // Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, // I taught myself to live simply and wisely // It so happens I am sick of being a man // I wandered lonely as a cloud // Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? // O my Luve is like a red, red rose // O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; // Out of the night that covers me, // It was many and many a year ago, // You may write me down in history // Do not stand at my grave and weep // Some say the world will end in fire // Some say in ice. // Hope is the thing with feathers // The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, // No man is an island, // Remember me when I am gone away, // I met a traveler from an antique land // ‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves // This is thy hour O Soul, // We wear the mask that grins and lies, // Death be not proud, // And death shall have no dominion. //Laugh, and the world laughs with you; // The art of losing isn’t hard to master; // To see a World in a Grain of Sand // Is there anybody there? said the Traveller // Nobody heard him, the dead man, // That crazed girl improving her music. // Come to me in the silence of the night; // Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high // When you are old and grey and full of sleep, // In Flanders’ fields the poppies blow // I thought of you and how you love this beauty // Life, believe, is not a dream // It may be misery not to sing at all, // If tarry space no limit knows // Come live with me and be my love, // Had we but world enough and time, // My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense // Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art- // Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness // How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. // Heaven is what I cannot reach! // My dear, my dear, I know // In visions of the dark night // Shall I compare thee to a summers day? // Break, break, break // She walks in beauty, //I had a dream, which was not all a dream. // He clasps the crag with crooked hands

#† AESTHETIC #† FUN AND GAMES #italics is particularly applicable #april especially because of the april showers

My Goddess, What would be Your Thoughts if I Shipped You with Lord Fumus? *Trying to Hide My Sins and Harshly Failing*

† “It seems to be a ship growing in popularity as of late. Personally, I have no issue with it~ Ship away”

#listen i too have my fumlux sin #you should see my twitter lmao #yanderefan19

sorry ive been a lil inactive this past week. college has been busy with me going into an assessment next week, and ive been low on energy. we should resume normal activity soon~

#† MORTAL RAMBLINGS (ooc)